71... I love you...

CLAIRE.

After taking a cold shower, I found it very hard to fall asleep. I got out of the room and headed to the kitchen for something to eat, drink , or do, just anything to get Ryan out of my head. I still feel his hands on my body and I want it back there for real.

I ended up taking some water before going back to the bedroom. I didn't get completely calmed, but a least the water seems to work to some extent.

I wonder if Ryan is has fallen asleep, or he is busy with work on his laptop or probably sorting out some paperwork. The sound of his bedroom door closing told me he is very much wide awake.

I got off from the big bed and walked towards the exit of the bedroom, but when I got to the front of the door, I halted.

'What the hell are you doing, Claire?' A sassy voice questioned.

Good question. What am I doing?

Well, I don't care about what I'm doing, as long as I'm just doing them to remain normal, especially in the head, since all in my brain box is just him.

I opened the